Ava's povThe cold was harsh as it bit through my skin and down to my bones,but I barely felt it. I was on a walk because I needed to clear my head with everything that was happening.I had spent my childhood in this land. I would spend hours walking through these woods with frostbitten, stiff fingers and toes due to my weak cloak and an empty stomach. I would dream about a life where I didn't have to worry about my next meal, the selection or werewolves in general.Now, here I was again. Not as the weak girl who had been dragged away from her family during the selection but as the mate to the alpha king, the queen Luna, a warrior and direct descendant of the moon goddess.I inhaled deeply, letting the cold fill my lungs and settle there. The sound of snow crunching underneath my boots was soothing as a sneeze of nostalgia washed over me.It was peaceful. But it was a facade, the war was nearing and one day, this may all be burnt down to the ground. I welcomed the peace even though I
Xander's povAva didn't really talk much after coming back from her walk but I could tell that she was angry about something.The entire family was still trying to deal with everything that had been thrown their way so I decided to give them space by going on a walk in the evening.The cold night air bit into my skin as I walked further into Silverclaw. I wore a cloak to cover my head so that I wouldn't get recognized and to combat the cold.The village was alive with the sound of singers, merchants closing their shops, people having conversations and the occasional sound of fire burning wood.As I got closer to the pack house, something felt off.The air here held a tension different from the one at the market. It made me uneasy and the hair at the back of my neck stood up.Then I heard it.A firm commanding voice.I ducked behind a pillar, my footsteps silent against the snow covered ground. In front of the pack house stood warriors, armed to the teeth in front of Gregor.I ducked f
Xander's povMy muscles tensed instantly, ready to attack. I saw Ava's father grab a kitchen knife from the counter, Darius finally got up from his pity corner and stood protectively in front of his mother.Ava and I exchanged a glance.Slowly, I moved to the door and pulled it open—just enough to see who stood there.Sylvia.I clenched my jaw and sighed in relief at the same time. Gregor hadn't arrived but I dreaded seeing Sylvia.She stood on the little porch, her arms wrapped around herself, shifting nervously from foot to foot. Her eyes flickered to be, she swallowed before it moved behind me, to Ava.Eyes locked on Ava, she said. “I need to come with you.”Ava scoffed, crossing her arms. “Not a chance.”Sylvia scowled. “I don’t think you understand, Ava. If Gregor finds out I used to be your friend, I’ll be in danger too.”Ava let out a bitter laugh. “Used to be my friend? You mean before you spat in my face and threw me out of your life like I want nothing? Before you slept with
Xander's povThe stable was quiet as we slipped in, no one was in sight beside the animals. The only sound that could be heard occasionally was the neighing of the horses.We moved quickly and quietly, making sure not to make a sound. Ava gently placed a hand on one of the horses and whispered softly to it, the animal who had initially tensed upon her touch, immediately realized and exhaled gently through its nose.Darius and Thomas— Ava's father—worked quickly in loosening the reins and adjusting the saddles.“Move faster.” I muttered.Ava had already mounted the horse she had whispered to, her movement was effortless despite the obvious exhaustion on her face from the cloaking spell she held over all of us.Darius helped Ava's mom mount another horse and then a mouse echoed through the stable making us freeze.A soft thud on snow.I turned sharply and watched as the stable door opened. I looked back at Ava. “Xander—”There was no time, I swung onto the horse nearest to me. “Go! Now!
Ava's povBy the time we entered Xander’s chambers, my legs felt like lead. I collapsed onto the bed, sighing loudly as I buried my face in the pillows.Xander chuckled, it didn't sound like his usual one, this one carried so much exhaustion in it. “I thought you might want to take a bath first._“I do,” I mumbled. “Just… let me lay here for a second.”I felt the bed dip beside me as he sat down. His fingers brushed against my arm, sending tingles through my body. I missed this.“I know today was a lot. In fact, this past week.” he murmured.I turned my head to look at him. “It’s only going to get worse, isn’t it?”His lips pressed into a thin line. “Probably.”I sighed, rolling onto my back. “Then let’s enjoy this moment while it lasts.”His expression softened. He leaned down and planted a kiss on my forehead. “I agree.”For a few minutes, we just laid there. No talking. No strategizing. Just existing. Enjoying each other's presence.But the world wasn't going to wait for us to be r
Xander's povThe chants outside grew louder as their anger echoed through the kingdom."Execute the traitor!"The words drilled itself into my brain like a hammer hitting a nail. I needed to think fast. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to do so.I looked at Ava who stood frozen by the window, her hands clenched into fists. I could feel the panic in her through the bond. This wasn't easy on her, she knew that my people's reactions were valid, given what Darius had done to them but she couldn't turn her back on her own blood.Rowan was the first to break the silence. “Well… this is a big mess.”“No shit.” Kael muttered.Lyra cursed under her breath, walking away from the window and back to the table. “How did word spread so fast? It's barely even an hour, that's more than half of the pack out there right now.”Kaida signed something quickly, her expression unreadable.“She said someone must have leaked it,” Rowan translated. “Which means—”“It must have been the guards and warriors
Ava's povI wasn’t sure how to feel about this.I had seen the destruction he had caused. The lives he had taken. And yet, I knew him. I could see the regret and torment in his eyes.But would that be enough? Would it ever be enough?****The next day..The morning was beautiful but it did nothing to soothe me as we walked to the training ground. There were a lot more warriors there than usual, their cold, I forgiven eyes locked on Darius as we walked in.He walked and stood in the center of the field, his shoulders tense, jaw clenched. He had always been a skilled fighter before he joined the rebellion so I wasn't scared about him not knowing how to fight, however, I wasn't sure how good his skills were when up against werewolves.The rest of us stood by the edge of the ring. Rowan crossed his arms as he stared at Darius. “I slept over it and I still don't trust him.”Lyra smiled.“That makes two of us.”Kael cracked his knuckles. “Three.”Vanessa scoffed. “Four.”Kaida signed somethi
Xander's povWe were back in the war room. My eyes were pinned on Darius who sat at the end of the war table. He still has cuts and bruises from his fight but we didn't have any time to waste, waiting for him to recover.Despite the fact that he had proven himself, my people still didn't accept him with open arms and frankly speaking, neither did i. His presence was like an open wound to many.I leaned forward, lacing my fingers together. “If you’re truly serious about making things right, then there's one thing you can do right now to prove it.”Darius lifted his chin slightly, bracing himself then asked, “How?”I looked him dead in his eyes. “Teach us how to make the bomb you once used to attack us.”The room fell impossibly silent. Everyone remembers that day. The blood, the ashen sky, the screams, the cries, the… bodiesDarius flinched, his lips parting as if he wanted to object but no words came out. His hands resting on the table, curled into fists. “Xander, I—” He shook his hea
Ava's povThe air buzzed with excitement.Golden rays of the sun spilled through the leaves above as the clearing beside the Moonstone Falls which glowed with enchantment.I had never seen the sun so bright, it was as if all the gods were watching closely to see what would be revealed today.Long, linen banners fluttered from tree branches, dyed in the traditional white and silver hues of blessing rituals. It was a sacred spot—where our ancestors once received visions from the Moon Goddess herself—and it felt like the perfect place for today.My gender reveal.Or as the werewolves called it: The Spirit Beckoning.Kaida had explained it days ago while wrapping my waist in white silk, her eyes shining with pride as she narrated the ancient tradition.I wasn't surprised that she knew so much because the nightshade warriors were known for holding on to our history very tightly, they even knew far more than even blackthorn but only shared why they deemed necessary.“When a pup grows strong
Ava's povThe day had started like any other.There were meetings with the inner council, light bickering over the upcoming full moon festival, and more parenting advice— that I didn't ask for— than I could keep up with. My mind felt full, my ankles were sore, and despite how much I adored everyone’s excitement, all I wanted was silence, a soft place to lie down, and maybe a jar of pickled mangoes.Xander had been called away to handle a little rogue situation near the southern border, and although I tried not to worry, being apart from him—even just for a few hours—tugged at something inside me.Even after the war,.rogues would still be spotted from time to time. They weren't threatening and tended to run away at the sight of us. They just wandered aimlessly but we had underestimated them once and didn't want to make the same mistake twice.He’d been protective ever since we found out about the baby, even more so since I’d started showing a few weeks ago. My bump was still small, but
Ava's povI always thought pregnancy would feel magical. Glowing skin, cute bump, a sense of purpose, maybe even that mythical "pregnancy glow" everyone swore existed.Instead, it felt like I was being hunted… by my own body.“Move,” I growled at Xander, who stood directly between me and the basket of moonberry tarts I’d been craving since sunrise and asked the cooks to make.He turned slowly, blinking. “You’ve already had three.”I narrowed my eyes. “And?”“And… I love you,” he said quickly, stepping aside and lifting both hands like I was some scary creature.Which I kind of was.Pregnancy had changed me. It was like I had become Ava 2.0—crying over songs with puppies, getting irrationally upset when Xander didn’t refill the honey jar, then five minutes later curling against him like nothing ever happened. The mood swings weren’t just real. They were ruthless.The moonberry tart was cold by the time I got to it, but I didn’t care. I devoured it with all the speed of a starved animal
Xander’s POVThe moonlight spilled through the open balcony, casting soft silver over the sheets tangled at the foot of the bed. The fire in the hearth had died a while back, quiet and tired like the rest of the castle.The day has taken an unexpected turn which I loved so much. A twist that made my heart race and a smile light up my face.She was asleep.Ava.My mate. My Luna. My light.Her hair was fanned across the pillow, her face relaxed and peaceful—something I never took for granted anymore. I didn’t move, just sat at the edge of the bed, eyes watching the delicate rise and fall of her chest.Her unexpected words echoed in my head like a metal being hit by something.She’s pregnant.It should have been a simple announcement. But for me, it cracked something wide open.For weeks, I’d noticed something different in her scent. Not wrong—just new. I hadn’t placed it, not until she stood before me and told me herself. There had been no grand preparation. No expectations. Just her an
Ava's povSunlight spilled through the high windows of the grand hall, gleaming on the silver fixtures and dishware. For the first time in months, the hall wasn't empty. Laughter echoed all around me, mingling with the clinking of cutlery and the smell of warm bread and honeyed meats.I sat between Xander and Vanessa, my fingers curled around a steaming cup of tea. My stomach fluttered—not from nerves, but from something far newer. Something growing.The thought never failed to pull a smile to my face.I glanced around at the faces gathered at the table. Rowan was teasing Kael over a burnt piece of toast, Kaida sat beside him, her hand resting lightly on his wrist. Lyra was at the far end, wrapped in a thick shawl, her expression quiet but calm, a faint smile playing on her lips as she watched them. There was no tension in her shoulders.They were all here.All of them.And that meant more to me than any feast ever could.“Gods,” Vanessa said, stretching back in her seat. “It’s been f
Ava's povThe morning sunlight filtered in through the tall windows, casting soft golden glow across the stone walls of our chambers. The fire from last night had burned down to glowing embers, but I still felt warm—safe in the memory of the stars and the enormity of the secret I’d carried all night.I smiled, rubbing my tummy even though it didn't have a bump. It all still felt like a dream to me. I couldn't believe that I was carrying my child— out child— and would soon be able to hold him or her in my arms.This was like a reward from the gods for taking down zerathos. It was the most perfect gift.Xander’s scent hit me before I heard his footsteps. Woodsy. Earthy and a hint of citrus.He pushed the door open with ease, stridijg in, he was already halfway out of his ceremonial coat, his black shirt clinging to his chest beneath it. His eyes found me immediately—still seated at the edge of the bed, half-dressed, barefoot, lost in my thoughts.“There you are,” he said, his voice soft
Ava's povPregnant.The word sat on my tongue like a secret not yet ready for the world to know. Heavy and new. Sacred. My hands trembled as I exited the healer’s wing, the soft glow of lanterns lining the path doing little to light the darkness within me.It wasn't a bad darkness, it was just confusion.The corridor behind me felt like it belonged to another world—a place of certainty and whispered truths. Healers always knew things, some that we wanted to hear and the ones that we didn't want to hear. Out here, beneath the dark sky things felt more real.Too real.I walked slowly, aimlessly, not ready to return to the castle after what I had just learned. Not ready to face anyone. Especially not Xander.Not yet.The gardens were quiet this time of night. Peaceful. A hush had settled over the grounds, as though the very earth was holding its breath. The petals of Kaida’s cherry blossom tree glowed pale pink in the moonlight, and I found myself drawn toward it. Toward the spot we alwa
Ava's povSunlight streamed through the tall windows of the Blackthorn castle, warm and golden as it spilled across the newly polished floors. I stood at the balcony just outside the council chamber, my eyes tracing the distant tree lines. Smoke no longer rose from the hills. Screams no longer echoed through the valley.Peace.It was strange how something we fought so long and hard for could feel so… quiet.I placed a hand over my stomach. That now familiar queasiness cane again, subtle but persistent. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, grounding myself the way I’d been practicing since taking on the Luna title. Calm. Poise. Grace.“Luna Ava?” A voice called gently from behind. One of the omegas.“Yes?”“Lady Vanessa and the others are waiting in the courtyard. You said you wanted to walk with them today?”“Yes. Thank you.”I smiled and nodded, but the moment I turned my back, the nausea returned—like it never left. I gritted my teeth and blinked back the faint dizziness. I've been
Xander's povThe night was quiet, save for the faint crackling of the fire still burning at the center of camp.But Ava… she had curled up beside me, her head on my shoulder, her fingers gently tucked against my arm. Her breathing slowed sometime between Rowan’s quiet jokes, Vanessa blushing with Kael teasing her and Lyra sitting in silence after her brief confession.She fell asleep there, in the circle of firelight and friends and whispered memories.I couldn’t bear to wake her.So I carried her.Her warmth pressed against my chest as I walked us to the chambers we’d been assigned in the temporary Ashville pack house. The bed was a bit small but clean, sheets tucked in and blankets folded. I laid her down carefully, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek before covering her with the blanket.I wanted to stay awake and watch over her. Zerathos may be gone but he has left a lasting trauma and fear of the shadows. I was scared that if I closed my eyes and opened it I would real